Keep My Spirit Alive - Ye

Lyrics by：Kanye West/Jahmal Gwin/Michael Mulé/Isaac De Boni/Raul Cubina/Mark Williams

Composed by：Kanye West/Jahmal Gwin/Michael Mulé/Isaac De Boni/Raul Cubina/Mark Williams

Ooh ooh

Keep my spirit alive

Keep my spirit alive alive

More than anything

You can take it all but the Lord on my side

Spirit won't die yeah

Oh my life

Is in His hands so I don't stress I pray and strategize

Yo flushed the work just in time and they raided

Thank God thank God

Screamin' through the GT roof like n***a we done made it

Skrrr

Thank God thank God

Hundred round drum didn't jam when my shooter tried to spray it

Thank God thank God

Brrr

Drop a thousand grams got two thousand grands we'll be waitin'

Thank God thank God

I was facin' fifteen and I beat it

And I beat it

Just spent about twenty up at Neimans

Up at Neimans

Did two-hundred in a demon

In a demon skrrt

I'm the illest n***a and I mean it

And I mean it

My homie droppin' bodies for no reason

Boom boom boom

Now his kids see him on the weekends

Argh

Got the baking soda for the remix

Remix

Millionaires on I can see it

More than anything

You can take it all but the Lord on my side

Spirit won't die yeah

Oh my life

Is in his hands so I don't stress I pray and strategize

Yeah don't hate me 'cause my heart is full of love

No weapon formed against me 'cause I'm covered in the blood

Layin' in the hospital when I got shot fam

Mama prayed for me said she left it in God's hands yeah

So I'ma leave it in God's hands

Everything I'm doin' now is God's plan

Doctor said I wouldn't walk no more now I stand

Then I ran here I am Machine

Keep my spirit alive

More than anything

You can take it all but the Lord on my side

Well between a mix of bad schools with the fast-food

Bad-had tools and a bad mood

If you don't turn to a Lil Gotti

They gon' drain all the strength in your lil' body

They turned me into a Lil Gotti uh yeah

Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make

And who gon' make it Kan duh

Who the squad Donda

Who the mom Donda

Who can see Don duh get Don C

Who needs practice I don't do rehearsals

And I don't do commercials 'cause they too commercial

Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you

She said "You in the studio with who I'ma hurt you"

How I'm forty-two and you got a curfew

How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you

Quiet all the cordialness

We walk in God's spiritual ordinance

We know the blacks the orphans refused to be runaways

Rebel renegade must stay paid

More than anything

You can take it all but the Lord on my side

Spirit won't die yeah

Oh my life

Is in his hands so I don't stress I pray and strategize